What happens when two worlds collide. A runner and a hi-caste K-sec Lieutenant officer run into each other after faith has been in prison for 2 years.

Andrea Caputo was a girl who worked as a chef at Serra Restaurant, her parents died and left her and her little sister sick sister alone, one day coincidence brings her and Luca Serra the leader of one of the biggest Italian Mafia together, but also the coincidence has once brought her with the FBI agent Owen Jones when she's put between her little sister and prison what is she going to do?

Luca Serra, one of the most feared Mafia Capos, everyone who dared to say no to him ended up dead, but one day he puts his sight on the best chef at his restaurant, Andrea Caputo when he knew about her sister, he took advantage of her, but what will happen when he finds out that she has been arrested.

Owen Jones, one of the best FBI agents, he was an orphan until one day, a loving family who couldn't have kids, adopted him, but they were killed when he was 18 years old and he knew who was responsible for that so he decided to go after them and became an FBI agent, but what will happen when life gets him and Andrea Caputo together.

She was pretty, black long hair – the only feature she was proud off. But she wasn't the prettiest.

Her mind screamed at her conscious of her flaws... constantly reminding her of every little bad detail. Her will was not strong enough to ignore, she was not all strong. It hurt to believe the voices, it was internal torture to her. It killed her slowly – she never realises this.

Truth be told, she was not the prettiest. The fact never settled comfortably within her.  There were far more 'ugly' people than her anyway. She hasn't walked the earth... But it was a thing of the mind. Things of the mind aren't explainable to common persons, because even of they understand, they don't understand.

Slumping down her lush bed made with light blue bed cover and eleven pillows of the different shades of purple, she sighed and gazed up her ceiling. The artificial starts pinned on it, around a rectangular mirror almost the same size of her bed, each with a dream of a seven year old girl.

She straightened her body and pushed out her chest slightly. The voices fizzled inside her head, clearly invited by herself unconsciously.

Her bust was too large for her as compared to her ass, a '9' shape. She wanted more of an '8' figure, an hour glass figure. A tiny waist only seen in cartoon characters.

Picking the small mirror laying on her side, she examined her face. The pimples were there, not one or two but uncountable. So painfully clear now that she had washed her face and had no make up on.

Mia angrily threw the mirror across the other side of the room, an act that left her a little breathless. The hand mirror with wood edges survived the fall, saved by a plush soft, purple carpet.


It was either purple or mirrors in this room, looks like Mia couldn't get enough of both.

She flipped to the wall and pouted, immediately frowning at the image. Pouting was supposed to be cute, it made her look like an angry animal. She made a small smile and frowned once more.

"Not perfect."She whispered.

She tried smiling once more,this time biting the inner ends of her mouth to make her lower lip look plump.

"Better."

Her iPhone coater in a glittery purple case gave a small chime. It was actually orchid purple, not a plain purple case.

She jumped up from the bed, excitement bubbling in her veins and walked infront of the closet mirror with her phone.

Her nails were well done, in a fancy way, the colour being eggplant purple. She carefully positioned them around the icon ready for her daily dose of snaps.

This is to be the twentieth beauty app she would be installing, and probably deleting later when it lacked the desired effect to her eyes.

Only about thirteen beauty apps survived. Plus three different body shaping apps.

She took a mirror selfie, mirror selfies, sixty one to be exact. Seating down on her white beanbag facing the window as she scrolled through the images.

The wall with the window was also the only one lacking a giant mirror on it's surface.

It actually looked fancy, mirrors here and there... But hers was an obsession... It went past normal to abnormal.

She had a mirror app on her phone. One in her bag. The inside of her closet. Ceiling. Walls. You can't blame a girl in need of constant approval, which she generally lacks.


Mia picked four photos out of the many and deleted the rest. She proceeded to use the new downloaded apps. This takes her about an hour.

•|•

Mrs.Anna Groscow was a rich successful woman. Really beautiful and charming too, leaving to wonder where she got Mia. Everyone would ask, and she was secretly carrying out an investigation to find out what really happened during her labour  delivery.

She barely associated with her daughter, leaving her to the care of nannies and money. There was no reason such as: 'She had no time.' Good thing it came in handy. 

Birthday. Money.
Christmas. Money.
School meeting. Money.

Mrs.Groscow slumped on the leather seat and threw her handbag down, kicking her heels off and undoing her bra. Her eyes fluttered close for a brief moment as she sank into the couch.

"Grace!"She shouted lazily  and a maid came rushing in.

"Yes ma'am?"

"Get me a drink."

Grace nodded and walked to the glass table at the side of the living room. There was an alcohol cabinet beside it and it was always white wine Wednesdays, so she poured her a glass and placed three ice cubes.

Always three.

"Is my husband home?"She asked Grace sipping her wine.

"No ma'am."

"What about the girl?" She proceeded to ask.

"She is up in her room."

"She missed school again?"

"Yes miss." Grace did not like telling on Mia. She sympathised with her. After all everyone found her quite a sore thumb.

Having a mother as beautiful as that, ending up that way.

"Go get her."

"Excuse me."Grace mumbled politely before bowing away. She walked up the clean marble staircase to the first floor, the last door to the right. She gave the door a slight knock waiting for a response.

"Miss Mia, are you there?"

"Whaaat?" Mia voiced sighing. She rubbed the back of her neck fondly to ease the pain that came up with the strainous activity of slouching on the same position.

"Your mother asks to see you miss."

"Tell her am not coming."

"Well... I don't know miss." She replied uncertainty laced in her voice.

"Tell her Royal Highness that I'll be there when I feel like it."

"You shouldn't talk to your mother that way." Grace found herself commenting before coughing. "Just see what she needs."

"Alright am coming!" She huffed  uploading her newly edited photo in her social media accounts before standing up from her earlier slouched position.

Now, all she thought about was if she would get as much likes as Jana Tetrazzini.

Beauty can be overwhelming sometimes. Mia punishes herself for being what the society calls 'ugly' striving to create a picture perfect image. She builds up an odd obsession to mirrors.

But no matter the clearest mirror she'll get, she's still the same old face. This time however, the mirror is not only the clearest, it's the scariest... She ends up being thrown into a world belonging to the dark forces, and she has no choice but to choose survival, that is until she is able to escape and claim her old life and stolen identity back.

Charming Luscious, a demon in training has other plans and so does a few who come to learn of a mortal in their world.

With everybody focused on the castle once again, Dani ordered the invasion. They jumped the wall one by one. Logan cast an illusion that kept them mostly hidden as they snuck into the courtyard. The team remained low, keeping their formation as before. Closer to the castle, within the courtyard, snowmen patrolled. This was easy for Logan and Leira to handle.

They ducked behind fresh carven fixtures throughout the courtyard. Decorative stone statutes and well-trimmed bushes were merely tools for them to kill the enemy. The pair snuck around laying traps to stun while silently killing the snowmen with fire magic. It was quite frequent that Logan would set a fire trap and allow Leira to kill them with a flame arrow. The two executed the plan flawlessly, leading Dani and Andres to the castle wall.

The wall had a beautiful exterior design that would allow them to climb up to a balcony on the third floor. Andres even cracked a joke that it pays not to be fancy. Logan began climbing up with an illusion to help prevent anything from seeing them. Dani stuck close behind him, Leira struggled her little way in front of Andres who was most suited to carry her in a worst-case scenario.

Once they climbed up, the four had quietly jumped down to a balcony on the third floor. They remained hidden low while Logan sensed inside the castle. Leira peaked over the balcony, gazing upon its beauty. She admired the was the water was frozen from the fountains and the trees. Snowman patrolled through un-ventured areas of the courtyard. She couldn't help wondering what it would be like to ice skate on the large frozen fountains. Andres was smashed into the balcony which brought Leira back into focus.

Andres rose his shield in time as a giant bold pincer stabbed at him. The pincers continued stabbing at Andres prompting Leira to shoot it away. As she stood up turning towards the hairy attacker, Leira's legs began to tremble. Her bow aimed away to the ground while Leira herself was screaming. She squirmed herself into a corner on the balcony in hopes that her escorts would.

Andres was being smashed into the floor while maintaining a firm grip on his shield. The hairy creature stood tall with its spider body pushing forward. instead of a head, it had a human torso with giant eyes around its stomach, chest, and sides. There was no mouth visible. The pincer arms felt like missiles while banging into Andres' shield. It tried to aim for his legs. Andres wasn't a weak player to give the enemy that kind of privilege.

Leira was now crying harder than Mina ever did. Her face was between her legs, kissing her ass goodbye while tears spilled on the floor. Andres yelled for her not to quit. Luckily for him, Leira had no will to make any decision on her own at the moment.

Spring to his feet to dodge a pincer strike, Andres tossed his shield at the creature. It slammed into its eyes. Yet the creature chased Andres quicker. He parried with his sword to slice the left arm. He rolled over to grab his shield. The creature swung at him hard, but Andres tanked the full swing with his shield. After being slammed into a wall, a giant fireball shot the creature off of the balcony. Dani stood in a firm stance firing at multiple while Logan was slicing through the injured ones to kill them. Andres ran over to continue the fight while Leira sat in her corner.

It wasn't long for the three to kill off the creatures. Sure it wasn't tactical. In fact, they were now exposed in the castle. Even so, they were still full of energy and ready to take on another boss.

Logan grabbed up Leira by the hand, pulling on her to follow them. Andres began storming through the halls of the castle, guiding them through the safest routes. Room by room, the four ran launching surprise attacks on their foes. Leira was scared of the creatures. Likewise, she was amazed by the beautiful crystal design of the castle. They looted the rooms afterward and found many points in treasure chests. Further looting allowed the team to find a new bow and axe for Leira. Andres chose to carry the axe on his hip to continue using his 

Dani couldn't help to notice that they weren't getting anywhere running around the castle. Unfortunately, Andres couldn't find any new routes. He was stuck leading the team in circles endlessly. Even Leira knew there was something up.

Dani began recounting their chosen pathways in the castle as Logan looked about the crystalized mirrors on the walls. He observed how each one reflected him. Slowly motioning his hand, Logan realized that one of the mirrors reflected him slightly different.

"What's up Logan?" asked Andres as Logan himself faced the mirror with a slightly different reflection.

"Let's smash it," he said.

In an instant, Dani fired a pure magical bullet that smashed the mirror to dust. The crystallized dust blew around towards the center of the room to form a scythe-wielding warrior made of crystallized glass. Its glass eyes were filled with sorrow. He launched himself at Leira for a kill. Each swing of his scythe sent a gust of ice particles that froze anything it touched. Andres defended Leira, allowing Dani to shoot at the crystal warrior multiple times. Once Logan was close enough, he used his sword to disable the warrior and dodged the warrior's counterstrike. Andres threw his shield at the warrior's head, allowing Logan to pierce his sword into him.

"Scatter," yelled Logan, causing the warrior the shatter into tiny glass pieces.

Leira stood recalling how the warrior was able to freeze things and wondered why would Logan get close to such a warrior. She looked at Logan's face and noticed his smile. It wasn't a smirk of victory. Rather it was a smile of fun that people commonly wore when they were aroused playing sports or a video game.

Dani walked over and smacked Logan on his head. This didn't hide Andres' cheeky smile as he grabbed his shield.

The two boys laughed as Dani tried to pull them together. She looked over at Leira who was pretty lost on the motives at this point.

"They're just having fun," said Dani as she shook her head. "But seriously, we need to take this seriously. So get it together".

"I don't know what you want from us," smirked Andres, "You know we love this".

The agitated Dani pointed out that nothing was behind the smashed mirror and there were likely more mirrors that they must destroy to unlock something. This was quite obvious, causing Logan to mock her. Dani refrained from beating Logan further and insisted that they look for more mirrors to break. This was fine with the boys. Though as they began retracing themselves around the third floor of the castle, Logan couldn't help but notice that one of the giant mirrors in the hallway had a tint of red. They stopped to investigate it. Yet couldn't find any abnormalities.

Thus the four continued smashing the odd mirror in each room and subsequently defeating the scythe-wielding warriors from each mirror. This left them roaming about looking for the next piece to the puzzle. Coming across the giant mirror in the hallway again, the team realized it was no longer tinted, but rather red. 

Dani positioned her team behind a fixture, ready for combat. She shot out a well charged magical bullet that blew up the mirror. Leira felt the shockwave of glass brush through them. Her skin felt as though sandpaper was yanking her hairs off her body. Her heart was about to burst until Andres called "clear".

Dani gasped as she looked towards the shattered mirror. Leira took a peak witnessing a giant hidden room now accessible. Unlike the rest of the third floor, this hidden room was made of a dark stone with bloodstains on the walls. The air from this form blew out a stank that was foreign to Leira but strong enough to make her not want to go in. What's worse, there was a circular platform in the wall with two chained giants next to it. 

"They're dead," said Logan as he sauntered towards the platform. 

Andres looked at the two dead giants realizing that despite being dead, they were still conscious. Unlike Logan who was eager to ride the platform with Dani, Andres approached the two lifeless giants. 

Chains were attached to their spine and joints, bounding them to the wall. "Please help us," begged the giant on the left. A black venom spewed from his mouth. 

"What happened to you guys?" asked Andres, observing the scarless bodies of the giants. 

The giant on the right began shaking as he stretched his arms and said, "We're prisoners of Eisheth Zenunim. She has captured our souls and imprisoned us here in the Tower of Envy". 

The left giant continued, "Please if it's not too much. Release us from the belly of the hungry bride. You must rip her stomach open to free the souls of her many victims". 

"Where can we find her?" asked Andres. 

The right giant answered, "In the far castle with her husband, The King of The Fifth Realm. Free our souls and return to this forest. And we will show our gratitude by granting you our power". 

The giants believed the sincerity in not only Andres' eyes but also in his words as he spoke, "I accept your quest. I will venture to the tombs of Samael himself. Find this wicked witch by the name of Eisheth and drive my blade through her stomach". 

The two giants held their hands out as a way to give thanks for Andres' generosity as he continued, "And when I am done, I will be back to claim my reward and have a good solid quest defeating demons with my two new friends". 

Andres nodded his head at the two giants as he walked onto the platform. Black venom tears rolled the cheeks of the two imprisoned giants as they turned their heads. Everybody stared back at the giants in question of what they were about to do. 

"We're sorry," said the two giants, "You do not have access to use this elevator. We must send you all to the beast for consumption". The platform closed itself off to not allow anybody off.

"Assholes," responded Dani. 

The giants continued, "Only by defeating the demon in the keep to which we send and stealing the jewel from its collar will thou be allowed to travel to all floors". 

Andres gave a smile that cheered the cold hearts of the giants and said, "then so be it". 

Symbols on the walls surrounding the platform glowed. The platform began lowering itself to the dungeon at the bottom of the castle. Logan remained patient with his hands covering his pelvic. He sternly told Andres, "You're full of shit". Dani nodded her head to Logan's truthful words.

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Burst of sunlight forced Lan to cover his eyes with blanket,
 
'How the hell did sunlight came inside closed room?' 

      Angry and curious, he searched for the reason. Then after lazily searching whole room, he saw some designs carved on the roof of my bedroom. 

'Is this legendary formation?' 

         His drowsiness blew away like gust; he was very interested in the formations in his previous life. 

'No, I don't like puzzles and all, I hate them, But formations are different, you just have to pay somebody to carve them on your things, and Tadaa~ you got awesome trinket without effort. But I was only familiar with those things from light novels never saw real one. I need help on that', 

"System, Come out."

Again he was in shady shop. He shouted, 

"System, search for something that will make me awesome in formations."

< Searching for Query –Formation Knowledge>
<Search result zero. Query 'Formation' does not exist. >

"Huh? System, what the hell is that carved on my roof? Search for that."

< Searching for Query –Spirit Arts>
<Search Complete>

<Spirit Arts Books :
1. Spirit Arts for Beginner- 2 FP
2. Spirit Arts – Way of my life -5 FP
3. Spiritual Defense -5 FP
4. Spirit Art –Foundation of architect. -10 FP 
5. ..
213. Ultimate Spirit Arts – 30 FP
>

"So it is called Spirit Arts. Fancy name!  Why there are all books. Give me ready-made stuff! Like one 'we once install and never to worry again' type."

< Searching for Query –Spiritual Diagrams>
<Search Complete>

<Spiritual Diagrams:
1. Small Shield – FP 500. Defensive Diagram for smaller area. Restriction: Blocks only 8 Attacks below user's Cultivation Rank. Single Use.

2. Big Shield – FP 1000. Defensive Diagram for Larger area. Restriction: Blocks only 20 Attacks below user's Cultivation Rank. Need recharging after Use.

3. Killing Diagram – FP 15000. Kills everyone within selected area. Restrictions: 2 Hours per person to set up the Diagram. Limited to anyone below Users Rank of Cultivation

4. Trap them all – FP 15000. Traps everyone within selected area. Restrictions: 2 Hours per person to set up the Diagram. Limited to anyone below Users Rank of Cultivation

5. Mirror World – FP 32000. User can travel anywhere within selected area using mirrors. Restrictions: Time required to travel increases as, TIME= Selected Area X Distance between Mirrors X Minute. Units in meter.

6. Magician's Court – FP 45000. Comes with a Child and Mother Spiritual Diagrams. Summon everyone given Child Spiritual Diagram to Mother Spiritual Diagram.  Restrictions: Mother Diagram cannot be moved once placed. Each Summon take 30 minutes. Cooldown- 12 hrs.   

7. …
8. ..

1342. God's Domain – FP 999999. Deploy it to Cover selected area with defensive barrier. Barrier will block anyone from God rank and below from entering against user's will. User can kill anyone in barrier below God rank if he wishes. Requirement: God Rank Level 9 Cultivation. User must always be present in the deployed area. 

 
           Lan was pretty disappointed seeing all those restrictions. All the powers were so nurfed that even Lan was not willing to buy them. 

'Even simple Trapping Spirit Art, it take freaking 2 hours per each person to set up, then that means I have to work for long time and if my target brought extra sidekicks with him, It will not work. Even Small Shied is single use. And system, why there are only 1342 spirit arts? Shouldn't be there plenty of them?'

< Query Acknowledged>
< Spirit Arts known by Million or more people will be shown in system shop along with ones personally experienced by host>

'This is pretty harsh, System!' 

Lan shouted few times to release his frustrations. 

' If these spirit arts are known by that many people, everybody will notice it right away when I deploy it, won't they?' 

           He figured that system doesn't want him to rely on spirit arts or generally spirit arts are that much restricted. 

'I believe it to be former. Why? Because I want to!' 

            But as smart as he was, he found a way through this.  He bought all the books on spirit arts. 

'If you want me to bend by having small door, I will just break the walls and enter.' 

That was something Lan follows wholeheartedly. 

'Books make man. No! I will not be the man. I am Great Ancestor with plenty promising youths in my family, who needs this type of knowledge. I will make them study this so they will have good future. It's all for them. No! This was not about when they joined in hooting against me, not at all.'

             While planning all that he finished his daily routines. He still did not have any solution to solve Situ family's problem. To solve it he needs more data, so today he planned to assess actual situation in Black Cloud city. To know the real thing, he has to go incognito. Incognito is keyword here. For long time he dreamed of doing something like this, so today he was excited. Before that he has to find out about all members of family. 

'Know yourself then your enemy, then you can manipulate everyone and you will be unstoppable.'

           So he used his old tactics, and bought plenty hidden cameras, they were very cost efficient and wireless with batteries which can keep them running for months without worry. Lan never found those back on earth, battery life was too good.
         He bought big screens and fixed them to walls. He bought big antenna with wireless hub. After going through set guide he fixed antenna and distributor near his building with help of big 500 m long metal pillar. His newfound increased physical strength left him grinning like fool, resulting in weird glances from patrolling guards.
 
        After all that work, he was left with room which has wall laden with LCD screens, and rumbling generator in backyard. Satisfied with his arrangement Lan nodded to himself. Now I just have to fix all the hidden cameras everywhere. His setup gives his ability to place wireless cameras anywhere in 15 km according to manual. He planned to do this today.

"What? Your mother was taken by her family and your cultivation was crippled. Boys, bring out cars! We have a mother to kidnap!"
............................................................................................
           
       A back alley gangster dies untimely death. But that was not the end. Gods of Old bestowed him another chance at life.But using his guts and wits, he transmigrated into Ancestor Lan's body. 

       Never be satisfied with less if you can get more. He follows this to the letter.

        This is tale full of hard work and bitter struggle........


          ..........of Lan's enemies.

Serenica was sitting in a comfortable armchair, looking at a bowl of grapes. There were no mirrors, but the room had a large window that displayed an unfamiliar view of some fields and houses, built in a style most commonly found in Eastern Sennas.
She was wearing her usual clothing, practical garments that didn't restrict her movements. She felt nourished, as if after a hearty breakfast.
She got up and examined the books. Many of them were dictionaries and scientific studies. There was nothing unusual - just a very blue-blooded and civilized bookshelf.
Disappointed, she tried the knob of the door.
It wasn't locked.
She let herself into a narrow corridor, carefully looking away from the walls, in case there happened to be mirrors.
Someone was coming. She couldn't see or hear where the footsteps were coming from. She withdrew into the room she had come from.
The room was now furnished with two chairs instead of one.
In the other chair, a man was sitting, looking away from her, but as she tried to swiftly exit the room, he turned to face her and she recognized him immediately.
The pale face with hollow cheeks, way too emaciated for Neulian beauty standards, also decorated the wall of a certain Mariana Kinley. This lanky man was the Dreamer. A prince of the royal family of Lean.
"Sit down, girl," he instructed her.
Serenica was too frozen to even panic. She obeyed him and sat in the chair opposite to the Dreamer.
"Rarely do I see people visiting my dreams, let alone a common woman," the man mused. "Usually, it's the other way around."
"I am sorry for intruding," Serenica said. Her voice sounded so hollow. She was completely lucid by now, very much aware that she was in a dream right now.
"You know who I am, don't you? Aren't you afraid of me?"
Serenica examined the Dreamer, his striking green eyes and the subtle pulse of some invisible power that radiated from him. He was nothing like Serenica had imagined. He wasn't afraid to take up space. Much like Spade, he sat with his thighs wide apart, but unlike the good old captain, he did not try to compensate his masculine behavior with anything. No fidgeting, no twirling of hair, nothing fancy. Just his raw essence on display. His gaze was hungry, rude, even, and it swept over Serenica's body like a hawk circling over a mouse.
"I am afraid of you," Serenica whispered.
"Good," the Dreamer said. "So impolite of you to come banging on my door like that. Where are your bloody manners?"
Serenica was completely frozen with fear. She was at the mercy of this stranger, in a dream, unable to wake up.
"Have you got anything to say in your defense, or should I throw you to the Pit?"
Serenica didn't want to know what the Pit was.
"Mariana Kinley."
She said the name as her last hope, in case by some miracle the Dreamer happened to hate her too.
"What about that wench?"
The man was crude for a prince, he would have been crude for a commoner, and as Serenica watched him rub his temples with his pale, thin fingers, she couldn't help feeling some sort of kinship to him. She was crude, too. She knew it; she had seen too much to deny it and she wasn't ashamed of it, either.
"You know she wants you, right?" Serenica said, dropping the niceties. "And you don't seem to want her."
The Dreamer groaned. "I am very much aware of the disgusting things she wants to do to my body. I had to lie to her."
"You've been sending letters back and forth..."
"She seems to be getting even more paranoid every damned year. I don't know, honestly, I don't know what to do with her. I, and I mean we, have to keep good relations to the great West."
Serenica shook her head. "Is your family going to marry you to her? I can't imagine anything more awful."
"We're just pulling her leg. She is more useful to us as an unwed, desperate woman. She is working hard to mold Neul to her image. I guess I should respect that, but hell, I am out of respect."
"I have heard she barely sleeps. I guess you don't get to visit her often."
It was a brave question, but Serenica had already made the mistake of being seen. She had to make amends, get some information.
"Sleep?" The Dreamer bursted into mad laughter, his bony form bouncing in the armchair. "She doesn't know what it is! I have tried to spy on her, but you know what, I think she's actually avoiding me! Staying awake for days and days on gods know what substances..."
The mention of substances made Serenica curious enough that she asked:"What do you think she's doing? The paw, the good shepherd, both?"
The Dreamer got very serious. "Are you spying on me in order to assassinate her or something?"
"No, I -"
"Don't bother me with that manure." The Dreamer stood up, and for a moment his eyes blazed with the light of thunder and occut forces.
"If you harm her, they will send me after you. I will not spare you. Frankly, I will turn your soul into beef jerky. Do you understand?"
Serenica felt the skin on her palms, sweaty, slippery like her lies. She felt her heartbeat and she felt something more - it was almost as if she liked this man on some level. They were alike, so out of place, too brilliant for the mundanity of the world outside. That was how Serenica wanted to see it.
"I do," she lied.
"Keep that in mind when you make your little plans, witch. Wake up. Wake up. Wake -"
Serenica felt a pull somewhere behind her navel, something drawing her inside herself, everything was falling into darkness, and she heard a voice say those two words again and again. Wake up. Wake up. They kept repeating themselves over and over again, until they didn't sound like the Dreamer's voice at all.
"Wake up, Serenica."
She opened her eyes in the cold, bloody water. She realized she was looking at Spade, who stood over her, poking her side with a stick.
She got up, the memory of the Dreamer and his suffocating power still clinging onto her skin. Her heart was racing so fast, it could hardly go on beating.
"We can't do this," she breathed.

A young healer woman sets sail to kill her enemies and steal the heart of the prince her rival desires. She encounters deadrousers, cannibals and lunatics as she hunts for epic treasures and love. She finds out she can be everything she wants to be: a doctor and a healer of thieves, a lover and an impressively rich spirit aunt, but the price she has to pay will be paid in blood. 

Serenica Ingram is a brave witch in her twenties. She would do anything to be even better at healing. Mariana Kinley, a witch-hating witch and a ruthless businesswoman, doesn't like competition and drives Serenica out of her home. She joins the pirate crew of the necromancer, Captain Spade. 

The city of Neul that Serenica calls home is a hostile and degenerate place, ripe with rich merchants and homeless witches, but the mythical island of outlaws, Aja Vana, is even stranger. The western islands are populated by outcasts and Serenica would do anything to avoid them. 

Becoming a rich and respected pirate healer isn't easy, especially with both other witches and royals wanting Serenica dead. She has to sail to the ends of the known world just to get her stolen property back, and even harder will be to catch the eye of the Dreamer, the fair prince whom Kinley also desires, while fulfilling the promise to kill a king.

WARNING: s*icide mentions, very mild cursing, violence, blood so please use caution when reading.

Cover is a mashup of different public domain images.

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Lucia stood in her suite in a daze.
The gorgeous chandeliers, stunning room decor, T.V and everything else left her utterly speechless.
"Princess, if you have any major problems or need our assistance, just hold the phone like so, punch the number 01# on this daily pad and it should connect to our staff down below.
With that, I bid you farewell princess."
The Butler bowed professionally, stepped outside and closed her door.
He had briefed her on everything about the room, so there was no point staying any further.
'Bam!'
Lucia, who had been trying to contain herself to some degree, finally exploded.
The first thing she did was run towards the room and jumped on the massive king-size bed there.
Holy cow! It was big!
Ahhhh!
She rolled on it from left to right and right to left several times while trying to fully take in its softness.
Earlier on, she felt like the cushion in the limousine was the softest thing ever.
But how could she have known that she would be wrong so soon?
The bed was so soft that it was quickly sinking her to sleep.
But she dared not sleep yet.
How could she do that when she hadn't even finished exploring her grand room?
No! This room was freakin' huge.
.
She had 2 walk-in bathrooms and 2 massive rooms at the opposite ends of the suite.
One bathroom had a jacuzzi in it, while the other even had a steam room in it.
Let's not even talk about the mirrors that were so clear and clean when compared to the copper or bronze mirrors that she was used to.
Once more, she was shocked by her own reflection.
She had only seen herself properly using tge mirror in the limousine.
At first, she thought it might be some illusion.
But now, she knew that this was how she really looked like.
Which girl didn't fancy themselves when looking at the mirror?... Especially when they knew that they were indeed good-looking?
She wasn't narcissistic or anything, but this was her second time seeing herself this clearly, so of course she would look in the mirror more.
Soals, towels that were also soft, bathrobes, magical water that flows on its own, magical lights and everything else around her looked too good to be true.
After exploring her bedroom and bathroom, she then went back into the massive parlour space that looked like a hall.
The couches, mini bar, multiple Tvs, and other amenities made her feel like she was living in luxury.
But that wasn't all.
.
She also had a massive balcony that showed the stunning view of the palace's West angle.
So far, she was pleased with everything.
She quickly glanced at her phone book by the table and turned it page by page.
There were 3 public phone books written in Pyno, English and Roma.
Of course apart from these 3 phone books, there was another phone book there that focused only on the general palace and room service phone numbers.
For sure, this particular phone book had 3 sections in it for the 3 different languages as well.
Lucia flipped through them and was very pleased.
It looked like these people had incorporated the Roma language into everything else, making it easier for them to live here.
Up next, she selected a cassette from the massive wall collection and followed the guidelines on the manual on how to use it?
And what did she choose to watch?
Buffy the vampire.
But before she could even watch it, the phone rang and she dashed towards it speedily.
Hahahahhaha!
She finally got a chance to test it out.
.
'Ring! Ring! Ring!'
'Chu-lick!'
"Hello?"
"Sister, is that you?"
Lucia's eyes opened in shock: "Big brother Andrew, is that you?"
Earlier on before the butler left, Lucia had given her room phone number to her brothers.
And they left to see their own rooms while the butler continued showing Lucia around hers.
So she didn't have their room numbers, but they had hers.
Of course, she wasn't worried that they wouldn't be able to find her because from what she was told, this floor only had 4 rooms on it and she knew their room numbers.
So she could just knock on their doors if she really needed to see them.
But this phone thing makes it easier for them to communicate with each other while relaxing.
At least this way, even if she just got out of bed early in the morning, she wouldn't need to run to their place just to speak to them.
.
"Big Brother Andrew, is that you?"
"Hmhm.
It's me, little sister.
Oh, and Javis is on the line too."
"Javis?"
"Here, little sister.
We are on something called a 3-way call.
Isn't this great?"
"Yeah!
Hey, Brother, I saw a magical box thing that comes to life."
"Yeah!
Me too!
I also saw it as well."
"Are you all talking about the thing called a fridge?"
"No!
It's the T.V box thing."
"Which one is it?"
"Tsk!
Brother, you weren't paying attention when the butler introduced it right?"
"Hey!
I was in a daze okay?
I was still lost when he opened the fridge." Javis said awkwardly.
Who could blame him?
Very quickly, they all chatted and marvelled at everything that they had seen so far.
As of now, they were very pleased with their new home.
And once again, they couldn't contain their excitement, so they agreed to meet up in Lucia's room.
At least there, they could watch their first Tv show together.
.
The Tv came on and they were now watching the first episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
The scene started with a full moon with the sounds of some wolf howling in the background.
For some reason, their hearts skipped a bit in panic.
They looked around the room just to be sure that there were no wolves around.
They had to say, the effects from the Tv. Box thing made them scared to death.
More still, how could there be a moon in the Tv box?
Had these Baymardians successfully captured the moon and brought it into the T.V box thing?
As expected of their saviour's people.
They too were Godly!
(*O*)


Author here; Please make sure to check out my other book!
Thank you all for tuning in..... English is my second language... so I promise to try my best.
Again, the first few chapters may seem slow, but trust me, everything will fall into place. there's a reason for everything.
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Oh... and be sure to check out my other books;
•In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park... &
•Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Well, now back to the synopsis....
Er-erhmm. 
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Chu Yi dies in a car crash and becomes Landon Barn, the illegitimate son of king Barn, ruler of Arcadina. Because his mother was a maid and the king’s greatest disgrace, his father had always despised him. The same could be said for his half-siblings. 

When he turned 15, his father had announced that the city of Baymard would be given to him, and would no longer be under the empire's control. It was a well known fact that Baymard’s lands were barren, and poverty stricken.... For god’s sake, this was banishment.

His deadbeat father had indirectly banished him from the empire.

Chu Yi woke up in a carriage, on his way to Baymard with a system

"So what if my father hates me? So what if I’m banished?.... I will turn my territory into a modern society"

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Author-san: the book is a bit fast paced. But it be really be worth it. so just give it a try and you might be surprised.

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